Life is one long struggle in the dark.
All life is a struggle in the dark.
But if anyone were to conduct his life by reason He would find great riches in living a peaceful life And being contented; one is never short of a little But men want always to be powerful and famous So that their fortune rests on a solid foundation And they can spend a placid life in opulence. There isn't a hope of it; to attain great honours You have to struggle along a dangerous way And even when you reach the top there is envy Which can strike you down like lightning into Tartarus. For envy, like lightning, generally strikes at the top Or any point which sticks out from the ordinary level.
It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.
Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.
